Alasdair Inglis

Alasdair Inglis grew up in the Highlands of Scotland, surrounded by Scottish folk music drifting across long summer evenings. He spent his teenage summers clearing tables in his father’s restaurant, where traditional musicians played most summer nights, and Gaelic songs were woven into daily life at his small village school. He was thrown out of the school choir, but kept singing anyway — first hymns in chapel at boarding school, and later his own songs and instrumentals. He then spent 25 years in London, absorbing the full breadth of British music, from singer-songwriters to the city’s electronic scenes and English festivals. That mixture of Highland melancholy, late-summer light, and modern British influences sits underneath everything he writes. His music leans towards the reflective and atmospheric, carried by open-tuned guitar work and a gentle sense of storytelling. It’s personal without being confessional, melodic without being polished, shaped by place, memory, and the strange beauty of a life lived between landscapes.